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pur·ga·to·ry /ˈpərɡəˌtôrē/ noun (in Roman Catholic doctrine) a place or state of suffering inhabited by the souls of sinners who are expiating their sins before going to heaven. 1 i fell on a jagged dagger when i was nineteen years old, and i learned the meaning of discomfort. the meaning of a limbo…
Art Zagovor – Elytron Frass April 6, 2019 +Remotely Sending Kisses on Barbed Beaks of Mosquitoes Affluent in Dengue Fever+ Come to me go out into First World from land wind sea go out to where getting here has as of late been challenging for fear of Third World have-not infiltration is as…
A few weeks ago, I transformed Jaime Brew’s predictive text emulator into a depressed, self-loathing wreck by feeding it a collection of posts from my personal tumblr. I then used it to generate a series of one-sentence reflections that were not so much word salad as word hemlock cocktails. It was a…
How did we get from Jack London and O. Henry to Francine Prose and David Gates? The battle between pods and human beings can be traced back to Shakespeare's "King Lear," in which riotous Lear and his riotous friends are banished from the castle by his two uptight daughters, Regan and Goneril, who…
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THE LATEST NEWS is that literary editors are adding what they themselves refer to as Morality Clauses to their sites. Not an aesthetic guideline for submitted work– the clause regards the writers themselves. Editors are doing background checks on writers via google and other tools. Background…
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Can’t sleep son, been reading and was just thinking that if I could help you take that brilliant mind and reallocate all that gifting away from things of this world and into the deeper context of real spiritual things you have no idea how much you could be set free to live and live others. Anything…
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BABYHEAD Those of Jesus Town are curiously out of the world. Of the Rose, reconstituted of HIS superfluity. Some heed their request with exotic fails. Thus far and dross. A Wonder. Laminar walls squirm filth. Egg and Sky bled HIS life The Eremite spins around his anus. The Seeker was his first mark…
If procrastination isn’t about laziness, then what is it about? Erik Winkowski If you’ve ever put off an important task to, say, alphabetize your spice drawer, you know it wouldn’t be fair to describe yourself as lazy. After all, alphabetizing requires focus and effort — and hey, maybe you even went…
— Chow! We bounce in chowline, a long, orange serpent. Brownies spoon slop and dobies on our trays. “We can do this, Lare !” I cut eyes, communicatively, above the slop. “We can do it, Ben.” The floor: 69.1m² — two exits, three guards. One’s a cowboy. They’ll croak before a meat-wagon sparks. I…
Jason Jason in the next bed over has no arm, or you know, one arm left, no arm where one of them should be, is what I mean to say. I won’t go into what I have that confines me to the bed beside Jason’s in a similar convalescence, but it’s two arms, no more no less, so don’t think this is a place for…
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ABOUT THREE-DIMENSIONAL THINKING (image per uncyclopedia.) Social media is forcing us to change how we see things. Because of social media, our minds are changing how we perceive and process reality. PREVIOUS THINKING The previous way of thinking and perceiving is to take a news story handed us by…
Art March 28, 2019 Sweet creek of isolation, breathe in deep Exhale the poison of false hope, the model The one who sold you, now reappears, success bleeding upon us all Copy the copy, chic plastique imprinted on sacred scrolls Unraveling the mystery of life, selling the struggle that infects us all…
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Books of The Times Credit Sonny Figueroa/The New York Times You are French. You are the author of several successful novels. You have written an impractical 700-page screenplay about “the mystical honeycombed interior” of Herman Melville’s mind. You are 50 years old, have a net worth of 20 euros and…
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Hi! If you're new here, you may want to subscribe to our RSS feed , follow us on Twitter , and subscribe to our YouTube channel . Thanks for visiting! She got Mother-Theresa-like into my cab in her brown dress and said: “To Saint Augustine Cathedral, on Broadway.” Saint Augustine was on the other…
Stories Cult – S.M.H. March 22, 2019 Sun squatting on face of black plastic tarps burning in the desert sun like blisters charred and rising from burnt skin like body bags a divining of things to come. The ground flat and shorn, desert sand golden as wheat swirling around homemade targets of rusted…
She exhaled marijuana smoke into my cab when she got in and told me to take her to Tucson Medical Center. “The E.R.?” I said. “You all right?” “I’m fine, I’m going to visit my daughter.” She was fiftyish, short in stature with a rough but friendly face and dyed brown hair. “My daughter’s a mess,”…
Buried Beneath The Rot Of Americana, A Girl Begins To Sear The Air Around Her In Wrath a cut in the dark and neon fuzz on the sensory america’s addiction torching inside your skull breath laced with viscera the moment flares in hot tint and daggers are bubbling up past your lips…
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